DON'T LET THAT DOOR CLOSE

Don't ever take your life for granted The way things are is housed and blended

It's not what you have, it's how you manage it You better take complete advantage

Move in a slow-mo, where did that time go? Gotta set these goals, takin' that high road

Don't lose track of the Lord, chasin' them pesos Don't let that door close, boy, don't let that door close

Jim City is the corner that I come from From a wood to dropwood to the slums of

The west side, look, I reside, I can't run from All the trauma on my mama, what it look like

The osmosis, overdoses, what's the prognosis? Zombie capital, slave shackles, the diagnosis

The KKK still around, they ain't got downtown Papi Oto and his cousins on the East Pratt

Hang around some real killers down on Germantown But the war god, this the 20, shoot him down

Body armor, A.R.A. Quint, 200 rounds They say his mental illness made him gun his sister down